fuck me I mean where do I start, I can’t lie i hear “what’s that in your pocket” more than the shitty maths equations mr nartey who no
one knows what
fuck he’s saying tryna waffle in ya face 24/7 (sound g tho). Imagine dis ye I pay 36k to stay at this ‘posh
school’ when I get in, In the mornings, guess what, mans stuck outside for
fucking 25 mins In the freezing cold cuz I ain’t got a fucking key card which their tryna scam their way into making me pay 15 fucking quid for another
one, drug game here is shit as no
one has experience like I could moretime buy a Z of dust off some next crackhead younger for a fiver and still get licked within 5 seconds of approaching the shit. Biggest bollocks is that these man care more about fucking catching
kids with their ‘vape devices’ than getting me my fucking GCSEs. Ain’t done yet so don’t click off, shout out to my guy Mr Kerr he’s a fucking legend. Mr slaphead Perry thinks he’s the shit when
one slap on the
head would course a fucking earthquake enough to wipe out the wannabe gangsters in the
school. Mr coalter or however the fuck u spell it’s name cares more about your fucking creps than ya fucking life, man pays 36k for me to be sitting in the dining hall eating with two fucking spoons cuz they ain’t got no fucking cutlery to give us and
slap a bit on the side call that an osh special. But ye fuck me it’s never to late to leave this mockery.
